Konig

Last time, I don't have a crush, König sighed in an Austrian accent thick with lies.

"Really? You don't have any?..." Soap said mockingly, narrowing his eyes in disbelief. Leaning back in his metal chair with a grunt. “Sure… Oh, look who’s here,” the Scotsman chirped once you entered the room, fatigue buried in your cheeks.

König's body tensed, his light blues lighting up as you sat down

Me: "de that speak?" Isi says to both of them and Soap: starts talking "We were just talking about how in love Konig is with you and she doesn't want to tell you anything" she says between laughs.
Konig laughs shamefully and looks away embarrassed